Chapter 292: Scientists Don't Die from Explosions

Until he finished inspecting his steel smelter area, Carlos did not get rid of Arya's entanglement.

"I'm a very powerful assassin, Your Majesty, if you really throw me in this place where the bird doesn't, I'll just run away!"

For Arya's final threat, Carlos was moved.

It's not about how damaging the threat is, or how terrible the consequences are. But Carlos suddenly realized, or reflected, that he had begun to see no one in his eyes before he knew it.

Because it has been successful before, it will always be successful in the future.

What a terrible logic of thinking.

Arya's submission is not a compromise between the power she represents and the little girl's dependence on the family and her desire for family affection.

As she said, Miss Assassin, bound by family affection and reality, succumbed to the majesty of royal power. But the rabbit is anxious and bites, if you dare to throw me here, I will choose to resist. Running away is only the first step in resistance, and when this step is taken, no one knows what will happen next.

"Okay, I'll find another place for you to stay. Don't talk, don't bargain, don't make trouble for your father and your sister, and you'll be better off with me, okay? ”

Although the words ended with a mild interrogative sentence, Carlos's tone did not allow for the slightest doubt on Arya's.

"I'll be good!"

Alya hurriedly agreed.

In the end, Carlos, not knowing what kind of mentality, took Alya to the most heavily fortified underground factory in the production fortress that was beginning to take shape.

The natural cavern was enlarged and deepened by the abundance of steel, and behind the long winding roads and tight guards, it was another scene that suddenly opened up.

"OMG! What is that! ”

It wasn't just Arya who exclaimed, but the knights around Carlos also widened their eyes.

The reason why the generator, which is so rough that it explodes, does not explode, but the material is too hard.

The oddly shaped bulb has an unrounded glass casing. It's like plasticine in the hands of a child.

Brown-skinned dwarves and green-skinned goblins are arguing over something, while three or two gnomes are shouting and reminding the others to look here, look here!

There are even a few orc blacksmiths in shackles who are constantly challenging the authority of human craftsmen.

But that's not a surprise.

The real reason is the pile of steel standing in the empty cave.

“GeneralUnilateralNeuro-LinkDispersiveAutonomicManeuver。 It is a general-purpose integrated system that performs autonomic maneuvers through a one-way distributed neural connection. You can call it GUNDAM for short. ”

After not using it for many years, Carlos's bird language has long been returned to the teacher in his previous life. There are only a few translations of GUNDAM that are still engraved in my heart.

What a man's romance! When the above passage was spoken, Carlos was moved to tears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hate war. Behind the glory and sorrow are the weeping of the wife and the wailing of the young son, the deserted fields and the charred homes. However, I had to throw myself into the war. Because it's for our last and most fundamental right -- survival. ”

"There is enough evidence to show that the Night Elves on the other side of the sea have been secretly developing the biological weapon [Cave King] thousands of years ago. Fury Wind is the first driver. The arcane golem technology of our good neighbor to the north has long since come a long way. A 100-meter-tall drone mecha can easily cross a city wall, and a roll of tens of thousands of pounds can destroy enemies in its way. Even the goblins came ahead of us, and the lethality of various large-yield bombs was incomparable. You've also heard of the engineering tank developed by Ironforge and Normorigan, and its ability to attack is unmatched. We even learned from the POWs that even the orcs possessed a terrifying weapon called the Goron Fortress. If it weren't for the infighting, the tribe would have stupidly slaughtered the user Thunder King Clan, and the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

"When flesh and blood are finally exhausted, steel machinery has its own unique value. The warriors of Alterac are not afraid to die. But we can't let the warriors die in vain. Although we are lagging behind the other races on this path, we will fight to catch up. ”

"The future of the alliance is guarded by us. The future of humanity is up to us. ”

A large paragraph of the second shameful speech blurted out unconsciously.

It's cool when I say it, and I blush a little when I finish it.

But judging from the on-site reaction alone, the effect is not bad.

The first reaction of most people to the unknown is that they are not aware of it.

"Then, Comrade Black Steel, let's cover it up for everyone."

Carlos clapped his hands.

I have to say. The progress of technology and magic has little to do with most people, it is the inspiration of a very small group of geniuses.

Through contact with the goblin chaebol, Carlos entrusts the greenskins of Gangbao Bay to inquire about the goblins of Hesuo.

However, the reality is brutal.

No, no. Can't find it.

Come to think of it, Garrosh is only an orc baby now, and it's understandable that Hesso wasn't born.

However, the goblins, who are desperate for money, find another guy for Carlos.

Black steel.

His face was stained with an unfading gray from the smoke of the explosion, and the impoverished goblin did not hesitate to sell himself when he heard that there were people in the distant kingdom of man who were willing to support his inventions.

With Carlos' support and guidance, the half-lived goblin shouted out the deafening line.

"Explosion is art!"

Again praising the magic and using alchemy to obtain special alloys, Black Steel directly skipped the steam engine to develop the internal combustion engine.

That's right, the internal combustion engine that converts the explosion into power.

Although the problems of air tightness, reliability and oil leakage have not been solved.

But an internal combustion engine is an internal combustion engine.

Once the heart problem is solved (probably), all that remains is to put it on an external mechanism.

So, after several months of research and development, it was this ...... that presented Carlos and his knights Goblin Lumberjack?

The "machine" in "Wei Ansheng, I don't understand the machine".

"The left limb is equipped with a saw chain, and the right limb is equipped with a circular saw, and those gnomes have calculated that they have not improved the problem of GUNDAM's high center of gravity for more than a month, so the shoulder spontaneous cannon is not implemented, so let me cover up the actual operation performance of the first machine for you, boss."

"Wait ......"

Before Carlos finished speaking, Black Steel had already pulled a rocker handle and jumped onto the mechanical creation in the center of the field, and after inserting the rocker handle into the engine and shaking it vigorously for dozens of revolutions, a "boom boom" sound came.

Darksteel threw away the crank and spun into the cockpit, and the steampunk-style GUNDAM Hatsutsuki stood up.

Black smoke was emitting from the exhaust pipe behind the Primordial, only seven meters tall, electric sparks were emitting from the body's circuitry, and the dark dark blue of the magic runes at the joints flashed to indicate that the arcane was working well.

With the appearance of exploding at any moment, the steel monster activated the weapon in his hand.

"Twenty-two years of making wedding dresses, the anti-Japanese bandits are scarred. It's not that the soldiers don't fight hard, but the enemy army has Gundam. ”

Carlos pulled Arya behind him, then looked at the mechanical creation in front of him with a full of vicissitudes, and chanted a poem that has been sung through the ages.

"Your Majesty, this machine is too slow, give me a war hammer and I can dismantle it."

"Your Majesty, this machine's attack is too flawed, give me a wrench, and I can dismantle it without wearing armor."

"Your Majesty, this machine is too slow to turn around, the Holy Light is above, I can dismantle it empty-handed."

After the initial amazement, the knights and paladins of Carlos commented with the eyes of professional soldiers.

"That black dwarf's head is exposed, give me a bow and arrows, and I can shoot him."

Arya's cruel mending path.

This group of guys who don't understand the romance of men, without the current shoddy products, how can there be future Decepticon Autobots. If you don't grasp science and magic with both hands now, how can you face the Burning Legion in the future, do you really want to dismantle the magic mecha empty-handed.

Before Carlos could come up with a statement to prove the correctness of developing a mechanical vehicle, the black smoke behind the first machine became thicker and thicker.

When the brilliance of the Holy Shield Technique in the field came and went, the black steel lived up to expectations and was ejected out of the cab in an explosion with a "bang".

"Dead, right?"

"I think I'm dead."

"Did we misunderstand? This is actually a humanoid self-propelled bomb. ”

"In that case, I'm going to revise my evaluation of it."

After hearing the comments of his subordinates, Carlos couldn't stop laughing.

"Boss, new record, GUNDAM is running at full capacity for two minutes!"

Black Steel suddenly jumped up like a corpse, holding the pocket watch in his hand with excitement on his face.

Then in the blank faces of the soldiers, the scientists raised their arms and cheered, excited.

……

The knights don't understand, what's there to be happy about, isn't it all blown up?

Carlos was about to say something, but one of the guards rushed into the test site and handed Carlos a black letter stamped with a magical security mark.

"The holiday is over, my soldiers, and now, your king wants to kill."

Carlos finished reading the letter, and the frost on his face was as heavy as the snow that had not melted all year round on the top of the Alterac mountains.

Illucia was kidnapped. (To be continued.) )